Within the Ice Palace of the Taiyin Star, continuous wails echoed.
A small bunny, snow-white all over with eyes like rubies, hopped incessantly around a beauty as radiant as moonlight.
“Sister, you’ve been crying for a hundred years now. The image of the Taiyin Goddess is completely ruined. What could possibly be so heartbreaking?”
Xihe picked up the little bunny and cradled it in her arms, expertly flipping it over to stroke its soft belly.
“Changxi, oh, this bunny’s heart is bitter. We are both part of Pangu, yet look at the Three Pure Ones, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and those two Golden Crows from the Taiyang Star—each of them has higher cultivation than us. In this Primordial World, why are we sisters so miserable?”
Hearing this, Changxi also felt distressed. She had just been born not long ago and was innately deficient, unable to even take human form. She was even worse off!
The two bunnies exchanged glances and burst into tears, holding each other.
They were originally formed from Pangu’s right eye, so it was only natural for them to be prone to crying. Just as they were comforting each other, the heavens and earth trembled, and the aura of a Saint spread throughout the Primordial World.
“I am Hongjun. Having now attained Sainthood, moved by the Heavenly Dao, I shall preach the Dao and enlighten all beings in the Purple Heaven Palace three thousand years from now. Fellow Daoists may come to seek answers!”
As soon as these words were spoken, the Primordial World shook. A Saint—what immense power!!
Xihe’s expression changed drastically. Oh no, Hongjun had already become a Saint, which meant the Witch-Demon Tribulation was about to begin!
As a little bunny demon from a later era, she naturally knew the fate of her ancestor, the Taiyin Goddess.
Marrying the Golden Crow Dijun to prove the Celestial Marriage, using the Path of Yin and Yang to boost the Demon Clan’s Fortune—even so, during the tribulation, both witches and demons perished together. Empress Xihe was buried along with them, while her younger sister Changxi disappeared without a trace.
Xihe’s eyes grew resolute as she held her sister tightly.
They absolutely must not die. Did her transmigration hold no meaning at all?
[Ding, congratulations to the host for binding the Acting Cool to Become Saint System. The Great Path has fifty, I perform forty-nine. Please, host, flaunt to your heart’s content!]
[Task issued: Compete for one of the six Prayer Mats in the Purple Heaven Palace. Reward: Top-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure—Twelve-petaled Pure World White Lotus, and one Taiyin Law Fragment.]
[Task failure: The host will be reverted to the Taiyin Rabbit prototype.]
Xihe was shocked. It was actually the Twelve-petaled Pure World White Lotus—an ultimate treasure for spirit defense with the ability to purify all impurities, not to mention the Law Fragment related to attaining Sainthood!
After a moment of stunned silence, Xihe laughed. A system—a must-have for transmigrators.
It seemed this little bunny demon still had some destiny after all. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been struck into the Primordial World during her tribulation.
But the six Prayer Mats were tied to the opportunity to become a Saint, and the Saints had long since been predetermined. Was she supposed to prance around in front of the Saints?
Xihe wiped away a cold sweat.
[System, at this time, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and others are already Taiyi Golden Immortals. How can I, a mere Golden Immortal, compete?]
[Ding, please claim the Newcomer Gift Pack: one Early-stage Daluo Golden Immortal Experience Card. The Pure World White Lotus can be issued in advance but will be reclaimed upon task failure.]
Xihe laughed, her laughter growing louder and more unrestrained until she no longer cared about her image.
The red-eyed bunny stared blankly at her sister, then imitated her by sprawling out. In her eyes, her sister was beautiful no matter what!
Hongjun’s sermon was three thousand years away, and countless beings would set out early. Her cultivation was only at the mid-stage Golden Immortal level—she couldn’t afford to wait.
But she could begin refining the Pure World White Lotus along the way!
After mentally reviewing her plans, the Taiyin Sword, materialized from Taiyin Power, appeared before her. Holding her sister tightly, she soared into the air and swiftly left the Taiyin Star.
Changxi shared the same origin as her, and their hearts were connected. There was no need for explanations—her sister naturally understood that everything she did was for the future of them both.
The void was silent, dark, and immeasurably vast, making encounters with living beings a rare occurrence.
Five hundred years had passed since Xihe first began refining the Pure World White Lotus.
Whether it was due to the inherent attraction between the sun and the moon, two beams of golden light halted before her.
The intense Taiyang Star True Fire Power made it impossible for Xihe not to recognize the newcomers.
Both men were clad in resplendent golden robes, adorned with Blazing Feather Crowns, their appearances dignified. Their gazes upon her were filled with awe.
“Greetings, fellow Daoist. We are the masters of the Taiyang Star. I am Dijun, and this is my younger brother, Taiyi. Might you be the master of the Taiyin Star?”
Xihe responded with a cool nod. “Xihe of the Taiyin Star greets both fellow Daoists. May I ask why you have stopped my sister and me?”
Upon hearing the word “sister,” the two men paused briefly before glancing at the rabbit in her arms. Their brows furrowed in unison, unable to conceal the disdain in their eyes. Primordial Beings took form upon birth; those unable to do so were considered to have a Primordial Deficiency.
In the Primordial World, one’s Roots were of utmost importance, a prejudice far more severe than any discrimination against disabilities in the mortal realm.
“Fellow Daoist, are you heading to the Purple Heaven Palace for the lecture? My brother and I are also on our way to join the gathering. Would you care to accompany us?” Dijun inquired.
Xihe could clearly perceive the contempt in their eyes toward her sister, and her displeasure grew.
Strangely enough, according to legends, the goddess Changxi did not suffer from a Primordial Deficiency. Yet, since her arrival, Xihe had discovered that Changxi was unable to take human form…
“The Dao Ancestor’s lecture is of great importance. With your profound cultivation, you should hasten your journey. My sister and I shall not delay you.”
Seemingly taken aback by her refusal, the brothers’ expressions darkened momentarily. After all, with their superior cultivation and goodwill in extending the invitation, her response struck them as ungrateful.
Taiyi, clearly the more impulsive of the two, released his aura and stepped forward, about to speak, but Dijun stopped him.
“We apologize for the disturbance. Farewell.”
The two vanished in flashes of golden light, and only then did Xihe’s face pale, a trace of blood appearing at the corner of her mouth.
“Sister, are you alright?” Changxi’s already crimson rabbit eyes deepened in hue, giving off an almost Demonic Path-like aura.
Xihe shook her head and looked again—it was merely her younger sister’s concern for her.
She smiled and stroked Changxi’s fur to soothe her, but her thoughts grew heavy…
The Primordial World was fraught with danger at every turn. The mere pressure from a Taiyi Golden Immortal had injured her. Had she not used the Pure World White Lotus to withstand the aura, allowing Dijun to sense she was no ordinary Golden Immortal, the encounter would not have ended so easily.
Without achieving sainthood, one remained nothing but an ant!
The system was her only reliance. No matter how perilous the tasks, she would complete them, sparing no cost to enhance her strength!
Three thousand years spent on travel—an utterly inconceivable notion before her transmigration. Yet, this was the Primordial World, boundless and vast.
With merely Golden Immortal cultivation, reaching the Purple Heaven Palace before the lecture was no small feat.
This was largely thanks to her Roots as Pangu’s right eye. An ordinary Golden Immortal would likely have struggled to arrive within the time limit.
As soon as she landed at the entrance of the Purple Heaven Palace, many turned to look. A glance at her Golden Immortal cultivation caused most to lose interest. In the Primordial World, where strength reigned supreme, beauty held little weight.
Later generations spoke of the Three Thousand Guests Listening at Purple Heaven, but from the looks of it, the number far exceeded that.
Xihe gazed toward the front of the Purple Heaven Palace, where, as expected, the legendary figures were gathered.
The Golden Crow brothers, their eyes wary; Nuwa with her Snake-tailed Human Body and her brother Fuxi; and the Three Pure Ones, whose auras were the most formidable…
The three emanated entirely different presences: a refined elder, a stern-faced middle-aged man, and… a casually smiling, captivatingly handsome youth.
This guy was schemed against by the Heavenly Dao during the God-Sealing Tribulation, later betrayed by all and deserted by his followers, his entire sect wiped out, and beaten up by the Four Saints—what a pitiful man. Xihe’s eyes showed pity.
Tongtian suddenly turned his head, looking directly at her.
Xihe’s heart skipped a beat. Suppressing the creeping sense of dread, she offered a polite smile as a greeting.
Tongtian raised an eyebrow. A mere Golden Immortal looking at him with pity?
————(Disclaimer)————
This story is derived from the general direction of the Primordial World mythological system, with added original plotlines. There are many discrepancies; please refrain from reading if this bothers you.
This story includes a CP, but the plot is the main focus. The female lead is, after all, the Taiyin Goddess—self-reliant and proud, not a submissive wife character. Romantic scenes are relatively few.
The entire story is the author’s fantasy. If any deities are offended, I hereby kowtow three thousand times. Trembling with fear while updating—please don’t leave negative reviews, crying…